You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes?

Although Lily Corzia suspects Mellen's intentions, that's not the point.

The point is her money.

So the topic was easily diverted by Mellen.

But of course, he doesn't have money now, and he doesn't plan to pay it back in the future.

But the words cannot be said.

"When I applied to enter the organization, the Feng assessment officer promised to give me a subsidy of 500 grams of ghost dust."

Melon said to the other party: "But now, this subsidy is still being applied for, so you have to wait until the money is in my hands before asking for it."

"You didn't say that before."

The little girl was very dissatisfied when she heard the words, "Now tell me you have no money?"

"If I had known, I wouldn't necessarily help you with this."

"If it's only 20 or 30 grams, then of course there is no need for such trouble."

Mellen replied seriously, "But 300 grams is not a small amount after all, you know what I mean?"

As soon as she heard this, Lily remembered that she had rubbed a handful of wool on the fat sheep this time.

Inexplicably felt wrong for a while, so she pretended to cough dryly, then nodded, "Okay, then wait."

"About when?"

"It should be about a week."

Mellon said with uncertainty.

If you talk too much at this time, people won't believe it, and if you talk too little, it may not be enough to leave yourself room for other excuses for delay.

A week or so, just right.

"Then I'll come and ask you in a week."

The girl believed his words without thinking, and was about to leave with her little hands behind her back, when she suddenly thought of the question she asked at the beginning,

"You haven't answered me yet, what conspiracy were you just doing?"

She blinked, clearly curious.

"After you took revenge on the enemy, didn't you ever want to laugh at it?"

Mellen made a casual excuse, "As long as I see his unfortunate appearance, I will feel very good."

"That's it." The girl heard the words suddenly.

"What a mean person."

After saying goodbye to Mellon, she thought to herself as she walked in the corridor.

"You have to be careful with him in the future, or you may not know if you are tricked."

…

Mellen didn't have the time to think about what that little brat thought of him.

After the other party left, he picked up a book and checked whether he had gained anything.

The results were delightful—

[Fate: 6, 8]

[Person: 1]

[Skills learned: Sun Knight breathing method (master level), snake psychic interpretation method (master level), writing...]

…

There were seven in Charlie's group, but counting the little girl Lily, eight was not much.

Merlen sighed in relief, and then thought about it.

The first number in the Fate is a hazy light gray, representing the 0-bit.

And the new one is light green, which seems to correspond to his current personality.

This made Melon wonder if blue, purple, or even gold would appear next.

This also made him completely sure that some of his previous guesses were completely correct.

"The next step is to experiment to see if the green fate can be obtained from ordinary people."

Thinking like this, Mellen felt that the possibility seemed unlikely.

Ordinary people are 0-bit after all, and I am afraid that they are dreaming if they want to leapfrog output.

"But logically speaking, green fate should be higher quality than gray, so if I use them to interfere with my own fate, the consumption should not be so much..."

After all, he didn't try it.

Meren intends to save these lives for the first time, and wait until the life-saving spell is obtained and added to the top level, and then he will be rich before experimenting.

After all, there is no way to obtain green life with krypton gold, which is relatively troublesome, but it can't be more reckless.

Thinking of this, Melun opened the book of secret words that he carried with him, and checked whether there was a message from "Old Feng" on it.

I didn't have any hope at first, but I didn't expect to see it this way, and there really is.

It's just that the content doesn't seem to be a good thing—

"I just got the magic you asked for."

Because there is no time marked, so I don't know when the other party sent the words in the diary.

"But magic is not a traditional magic like electro-optical magic, but a different kind of magic. If you want to learn it, you need special items to cooperate."

The so-called Alien Technique Meren has seen explanations in that basic knowledge book.

As the name suggests, it is an unusual spell.

As for the so-called special items, when Merron was robbed on the street before, he also heard about it from "Old Feng".

It's just that he didn't think about it at first.

Now, it seems a little troublesome?

Just as this thought came up, another sentence came from the other side.

"We can make this special item ourselves, and there are finished products here, but if you want a finished product, you need to agree to a request from the spell owner."

Dude, what to do with this?

Seeing this, Melon secretly complained, and then asked, "Will it be troublesome to make it yourself?"

"It's not a hassle, but it takes about a month to prepare, and at the same time, it requires a sum of extraordinary materials worth about 5,000 grams of ghost dust. If you want to do it yourself, I can help you advance the money in the subsidy."

It doesn't sound troublesome, but it's a pity that Mellon is less than half a month away from his death.

So he wrote on it without hesitation: "It's still a finished product, what does that person want me to promise?"

"This, um... It's hard to say exactly."

"When I bring you to see him in the morning tomorrow, let's talk face-to-face. But this way, your study in the children's class will be postponed."

Merlen frowned at this.

Although the contact time is not long, this "Old Feng" is not like a riddle person.

He is hesitating like this now, obviously not normal.

Could there be any hidden meaning behind this?

It was strange in his heart, but that life-saving spell was something Meren would definitely get, so he replied without hesitation, "Okay."

…

On the other side, Martin, the little round-faced who lives next door to Mellen, has written his grandfather in full about his detailed experience today.

From seeing the insider of the bald head, to just after talking to Melen.

It took him a lot of energy.

When he finished writing, he couldn't help rubbing his sore wrist.

"When did you become an official wizard, UU reading www.uukanshu.com you don't need to write by yourself... Lettering with the third hand, how on earth did they do such a thing?"

Muttering, Martin glanced around vigilantly.

Although this was in his dormitory, what happened today could be said to be the second most unforgettable horrific event in his life—

The first unforgettable thing is the death of the door that I saw when I was a child.

Martin felt that this so-called mixed-race association was a very terrifying place. If he hadn't met a good person to wake him up, he might have been implicated in this matter for the rest of his life.

Martin couldn't help shivering when he thought of how bad it was for him to get a job for his wife the first time he was a student, and he was notorious for killing children, and then couldn't lift his head for the rest of his life.

What frightened him even more was that he didn't notice the anomaly at all until he was reminded!

It can only be said that the enemy took advantage of Melen's peers and the organization's preference to suppress and anger him without a trace, which is simply too vicious.

"Come back to me, Grandpa, I don't want to stay in this place for a moment."

"It's so scary here, I'd rather spend the night in a haunted house."

"How can there be such a vicious person in the world?"

"Thank you for telling me that you want me to take care of Melen..."

Muttering constantly in his mouth, Martin stared at the book of secret words in his hand, counting and waiting for the reply from the opposite side.

One minute, five minutes, half an hour...

It wasn't until an hour later that two lines of replies appeared below, making him barely relieved.

"I see."

"You stay where you are and don't walk around. Madam just went out. When she returns, I will report the matter immediately."